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Deadly Order
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2024-10-29 19:42:56ELLA'S POV
My trembling hand lifted the phone to my ear. The low hum of the line was almost a buzz in the quiet of the room. The voice on the other side was as cold and gruff as ice. My heartbeat fluttered with anxiety."We have the boy," he said so quietly it was almost a whisper. "What are your instructions?"I slumped back in my chair, heart racing. Finally, Jasper was in their hands. It all had finally fallen into place. Now came the big part: the final act."Kill him," I commanded, the tone shriller than I meant to. "No mistakes this time. Do it quick, before Dante can save him again."There was a pause on the line, and I could almost feel the weight of this man processing my words, the weight of what I was asking. It didn't faze me; it never had. Jasper was just collateral. A pawn in a much larger game."Understood," he said, though I could hear the hesitance. "We'll make it clean.""You betterRelated chapters
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